Lin Jie and Ning Yuan walked side by side,
"Brother, are you leaving now?"
"What, you still want to stay for dinner?"
Ning Yuan asked, looking around at the same time, looking at a girl running towards this side from the corridor.
"Just asking."
It's okay to ask us to come together, wasting my precious practice time, Lin Jie complained in his heart, and followed Ning Yuan's gaze.
Then they saw Shen Riyue's figure running towards them, and then stopped in front of Lin Jie.
Hiss, what are you doing?
Lin Jie remained silent, waiting for her to speak. Ning Yuan and Zhao Guangming looked at them with curiosity.
"Lin Jie, you, you, you are the Lin Jie, right? I checked the place where the novel appeared at the beginning and corrected your notes. It's you, right?"
"It's me, what's wrong?"
Lin Jie admitted frankly and then asked again.
"Is that why?"
"No, I have half a poem, can you help me fill it in?"
Shen Riyue frowned slightly, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and clasped her hands together as if pleading.
"Shall I help you make up for it? You think too highly of me."
After Lin Jie finished speaking, he was ready to pull Ning Yuan and Zhao Guangming away without mercy.
Unexpectedly, Ning Yuan betrayed him and looked at Shen Riyue with a smile.
"Okay, I'm curious about Junior Brother Lin's talent."
"Same."
Zhao Guangming made a timely assist.
Not you? Lin Jie was speechless. After scolding the two of them, he nodded.
Five people came to a pavilion in the courtyard. As for why there were five people, it was because Shen Riyue was accompanied by a maid with good cultivation.
After a few people took their seats, the maid took out a piece of folded rice paper and spread it on the table.
It's the one that Shen Riyue didn't finish last time. Ning Yuan looked at it carefully for a while, but there was no thought in his mind.
Zhao Guangming's face was heavy, his brows furrowed as he stared at the rice paper, which made people feel very scared.
Lin Jie took a peek at the two of them, holding back his smile and looking serious. After a moment, in the little girl's expectant eyes, he shook his head with a look of helplessness.
"Have no idea."
The air condensed a bit, Shen Riyue gritted her teeth and her eyes froze.
"How can it be?"
"How is it impossible? I'm not a great writer."
Shen Riyue stared closely into Lin Jie's eyes, forcing Lin Jie to look away. She curled her lips and said to the maid next to her.
"Bring that pen over here."
The maid nodded in agreement and left quickly. Lin Jie looked at the maid who left, then turned to look at this guy.
What does she want to do?
Just when the atmosphere was getting a little boring, a tall man walked over.
"Brother."
Shen Riyue waved her hand and sounded surprised. Zhao Guangming's eyes suddenly condensed and then relaxed, while Lin Jie and Ning Yuan's expressions remained as usual.
"Little sister, what are you doing here?"
The man's tone was gentle and endearing, and then he moved his gaze to Lin Jie and others, taking a closer look.
"Everyone is a disciple of Yunshan Sect Law Enforcement Peak, right?"
Ning Yuan nodded in response and asked with a smile.
"Shen Yun? You have a good talent."
Shen Yun did not show a good face because of Ning Yuan's kind words, but curled up the corners of his mouth and looked at Lin Jie with a stern look.
"what's your name?"
"Why should I tell you?"
Lin Jie was not someone who would obey anyone's orders, not to mention he was very angry when facing Shen Yun.
The two people's eyes met, and the atmosphere was tense.
"Snapped."
Shen Riyue knocked on the table and shouted loudly.
"Stop arguing, brother, they are all guests, can't you talk properly? And your tone, I can't stand it anymore."
Shen Yun turned to look at his sister, his stern eyes just now softened, and he nodded dejectedly.
I was so depressed that my sister's elbows were turned outwards and why she was still leaning sideways.
"Brother, you sit down. Then you guys will wait a moment."
Shen Riyue spoke again, with a very domineering tone, clearly just an ordinary person but ordering these monks.
But with Shen Yun here, Lin Jie couldn't stay any longer, otherwise he was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself.
He glanced at Ning Yuan, who nodded and was about to say goodbye.
However, the maid had already ran over and handed the wooden box in her hand to Shen Riyue. The wooden box is very exquisite, with complicated spiritual patterns inscribed on it.
Lin Jie and the others cast curious glances at it. Shen Riyue opened it without any hesitation. Inside was a carving knife with no complicated patterns.
Just bright silver showing off the edge, then she explained.
"This is a carving knife left by a high-level literary cultivator."
"Little sister, why did you bring this out? Are you thinking?"
Shen Yun held back what he said.
Shen Riyue shook her head quickly, and then looked at Lin Jie.
"If you can complete this poem, I can lend you the knife for two days. You can probably return it to me when you return to the sect."
It turns out you heard everything. Ning Yuan was speechless. This little girl is really careless.
Lin Jie stared at the simple carving knife for a moment.
"Is there anything magical about this carving knife?"
"It has the aura of righteousness left behind when the master used it. It would be better to have spiritual patterns or array patterns engraved on it. I'm not a literary cultivator yet about other parts, so I don't know about it."
"Little sister, stop talking."
Shen Yun stopped her.
However, Lin Jie understood that Shen Riyue was trying to cultivate a literary career. In this era, it was very difficult for women to study, and the literary path was even more difficult.
But Shen An should know and support her, this is how daughter slaves are.
"Can."
Lin Jie's idea was that this girl had a good heart and he could make a deal with her. He took a good carving knife and went to find Qin Ping to carve better spiritual patterns on the hairpin paintings.
Shen Yun wanted to have a fit, but looking at Shen Riyue's eyes, he held back and gave Lin Jie a vicious look.
Lin Jie ignored him, looked at the paper seriously, thought for a moment, and waved. When no one responded, he coughed.
"Pen."
"oh oh."
Shen Riyue quickly ordered the maid to bring over the prepared pen and inkstone.
Lin Jie took it without hesitation and dipped it in ink. Fang Qiu started blaming him on the paper.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
The courtyard is ancient and elegant, with stone walls and low ground covered with green grass. The cool breeze blows in the quiet place, and the shadows of flowers on the bamboo fence lean against the wooden sill. The wall is high, the moon is shining brightly at night, and the shadows of stars sprinkle slightly over the courtyard. In the quiet empty valley, among the clouds and smoke, the music of the piano is melodious and the chirping of birds is heard.
The first half was written by Shen Riyue, and the second half was continued by Lin Jie. After writing, he used his spiritual power in the palm of his hand and gently floated across the paper.
After letting the ink dry, he handed the pen and paper back to the other person.
"How about it?"
Shen Riyue looked at him with her eyes, her face was a little rosy, she hummed softly, and then she seemed to realize something and said in a surprised tone.
"It's so well written."
I thought you didn't know how to praise others, so Lin Jie nodded and glanced at the wooden box. Shen Riyue handed the box to Lin Jie without hesitation.
Lin Jie reached out to take it, then put it into his storage bag and said seriously.
"I'll give it back to you before I leave."
Then his eyes swept over Shen Yun, and his eyes flashed red and disappeared quickly, and even Lin Jie himself didn't realize it.
After putting away their things and Ning Yuan saying goodbye, the three of them left here.
Shen Yun felt like he had been stared at by someone just now. He looked around and found nothing.
Finally, his eyes fell on Lin Jie. His eyes were cold and his tone was calm and kind.
"Little sister, have you...have you made dad unhappy recently?"
Shen Riyue pouted and punched Shen Yun with a slightly angry hand.
"Besides you and my second brother, who would make dad angry?"
